The Hurt Within
01-07-2007, 07:20 AM
Well yeah...
"Untitled"
I honestly do not know a thing
About somalian wars and lords
I have not a single lyric to sing
But maybe there's a few words
Something to make your jaw fall
A sentence that should not disturb
Don't go to war-torn Somalia, y'all
"The Importance of the real world"
Fantasy's value is little to none
It is the real world that is important
And even though fantasy can be fun
It can make some people act ignorant
I can't stand people who dwell in fantasies
wasting away their lives
reading shit like Harry ****ing Potter
and not doing anything to help the world
People need to focus on the real world
or else they will be lost in all their dreams
and it's exactly as I said before
Fantasy's value is little to none
"Five feet. And walking."
Walk. Walk.
Cold soles walk on concrete and now scope out a safe pathway. Through the
backways of scarred Sarajevo, integers search per-spired windows looming.
Black hands survey black eyes with brevity and walk his skin with harrow
stares to prove a point, as two lines cross; an heir denied is marked, also,
within a tin-carcass. Signal right your in 'time'
tensions over ruemours, dis-missed turnings
and his famous last words "Sophie,
my dear Sophie, stay
alive for our children."
Heartbeat, heartbeat.
Five feet, walking.
Heartbeat, heartbeat
Walking, five feet.
Stop. Stop!
"kjarslihgiltns... or whatever."
kindest darling,
just as stars stay in the night shining,
a poem must have a beginning
even though it may not be defined
rigorously, like air, love, devotion... gravity?
like the world and everything,
it persists and exists
grows, even though pointless and trite.
hell, don't blame me, i didn't want to write this.
eat it dylan, you should've told me what it means.
this was shit, sk my dk. but darling, holla at me.
"Untitled"
I honestly do not know a thing
About somalian wars and lords
I have not a single lyric to sing
But maybe there's a few words
Something to make your jaw fall
A sentence that should not disturb
Don't go to war-torn Somalia, y'all
"The Importance of the real world"
Fantasy's value is little to none
It is the real world that is important
And even though fantasy can be fun
It can make some people act ignorant
I can't stand people who dwell in fantasies
wasting away their lives
reading shit like Harry ****ing Potter
and not doing anything to help the world
People need to focus on the real world
or else they will be lost in all their dreams
and it's exactly as I said before
Fantasy's value is little to none
"Five feet. And walking."
Walk. Walk.
Cold soles walk on concrete and now scope out a safe pathway. Through the
backways of scarred Sarajevo, integers search per-spired windows looming.
Black hands survey black eyes with brevity and walk his skin with harrow
stares to prove a point, as two lines cross; an heir denied is marked, also,
within a tin-carcass. Signal right your in 'time'
tensions over ruemours, dis-missed turnings
and his famous last words "Sophie,
my dear Sophie, stay
alive for our children."
Heartbeat, heartbeat.
Five feet, walking.
Heartbeat, heartbeat
Walking, five feet.
Stop. Stop!
"kjarslihgiltns... or whatever."
kindest darling,
just as stars stay in the night shining,
a poem must have a beginning
even though it may not be defined
rigorously, like air, love, devotion... gravity?
like the world and everything,
it persists and exists
grows, even though pointless and trite.
hell, don't blame me, i didn't want to write this.
eat it dylan, you should've told me what it means.
this was shit, sk my dk. but darling, holla at me.